charloft - 100 drabbles - 43. Pitching a tent
Darius pulled his horse up as he crested the hill, his eyes already scanning the land ahead. He said nothing as Grayson stopped beside him, keeping his senses trained on any possible problems.
After a few moments he finally pointed out a large clearing that was surprisingly close. "We will stop there tonight."
"We still have several hours of daylight left."
"We are running low on supplies. I want the men to begin pitching the tents early so we can send the hunting parties out before nightfall."
"I will inform them."
Grayson rode back, leaving Darius to watch the horizon.
After a few moments he finally pointed out a large clearing that was surprisingly close. "We will stop there tonight."
"We still have several hours of daylight left."
"We are running low on supplies. I want the men to begin pitching the tents early so we can send the hunting parties out before nightfall."
"I will inform them."
Grayson rode back, leaving Darius to watch the horizon.